Outside the house, Luzhu stood at the gate of the courtyard, guarding the gate with all his duties so that something unexpected happened. But he was always thinking about what was going on in the house, and Jin Er, who had been urging him to fall on the roof and look in: "What's going on?"

Jin Er sat lazily on the roof, lifted a piece of tiles and looked in, and said in his mouth: "It's nothing, but your girl carried the young master to her bed."

"Ah—" Luzhu covered his mouth: "How can a girl let a man go to his own bed?"

"I think it's your girl who wants to take advantage of my master's coma and do something rude to me." Jin Er said in a daze: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it's the best time. Look, she also put down the tent. Isn't this..."

"Shut up!" Seeing that he became less and less sarcastic as he spoke, Lu Zhu was angry and said, "You, the squirting man with a mouth full of feces, can't slander my girl's innocence. What's so great about your master? My girl is so beautiful and intelligent. Is it necessary to do such a thing? But your master is so stupid that he doesn't go anywhere else and just comes to my girl's yard. What's the point of thinking?"

Lu Zhu was very clever and asked Jin Er, but the reason was that it could not be explained by outsiders, and for a moment, there was no excellent reason.

However, Jin San, who was sitting on the tree watching the show, burst into laughter, thinking that Jin Er and Lu Zhu were really a natural pair of live treasures. It was quite interesting to watch these live treasures play on weekdays.

In the room, Tianzhu had already checked that Xiao Shao was injured and the wound was poisoned. Only Xiao Shao himself knew medical skills and took some antidote medicine. Now it was better. However, the wound on his body still needs to be treated.

According to Tianzhu and others, they were to tear the wound open and bandage it to stop bleeding. Although this was convenient for a while, the wound was prone to rot over time. Seeing that Tianzhu was unreliable, Jiang Ruan had to come in person.

After asking Tianzhu to help him help Xiao Shao to the bed, Jiang Ruan sat by himself. There was no blood in Xiao Shao's black clothes, but only a large piece of wet under the lights, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or sweat. When Jiang Ruan covered her hand on the black clothes and took her hands away, her palms were full of shocking blood.

Lian Qiao, who came back from hot water, took a breath of air conditioning and said in panic: "Girl, Prince Xiao is seriously injured!"

Jiang Ruan's eyes fell on the face of the young man on the bed. Even though he was injured, his expression was still as cold as ever, as if this was not a very important thing. Because of his eyes closed, his long eyelashes drooped, and a deep shadow appeared under the shadow of the light. The paler his face, the lighter the lips became. The whole person was like jade, with a cool, thin and cold smell. He pursed his lips tightly, and he could feel that this was not so comfortable.

Jiang Ruan took the clean veil from Bai Zhi's hand, soaked it in hot water, reached out to pick up the scissors that were scissors burned with hot wine on the other side, pulled Xiao Shao's collar with one hand, and held the scissors with the other hand, carefully cut them along the bleeding part.

Although she started to do it steadily, she still held her breath and focused. Seeing this, Tianzhu's expression moved slightly.

After finally cutting the clothes open, Jiang Ruan pulled Xiao Shao's clothes away and exposed Xiao Shao's chest.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao's face turned red. Although they knew that their girls were not shy about these things and had never cared about women's sensitive things, they were shocked by the clothes of a strange man so much that they were shocked. Jiang Ruan was also an unmarried girl's house, so they looked at the body of a man. Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao didn't know whether to cry or change their laughter, but seeing Jiang Ruan's weak expression, how could they feel touched?

But the woman holding scissors in her hand was not as calm as the two maids thought. Xiao Shao looked thin on weekdays, but after she pulled off her clothes, her body was thin and had a clear texture, and her body contained this wild power. Her skin was originally a jade-like color, but if you look closely, you can see the tiny scars on the top, some were old and some were brand new.

It was really a killer, Jiang Ruan thought to himself. Only when he heard Lian Qiao beside him suddenly coughing "cough". Jiang Ruan raised her eyes and faced Xiao Shao's thoughtful gaze.

This person woke up in unknown time, and she held the scissors in her hand and looked at her body in a daze, looking like a flower-picking thief. Jiang Ruan glared at Xiao Shao and asked, "What did it happen?"

"I encountered an ambush on the way back to Beijing." Xiao Shao said. His eyes looked at Jiang Ruan softer.

Jiang Ruan paused, took out the handkerchief soaked in hot water and wrung it out, and carefully helped Xiao Shao clean the wounds of the wounds. At this time, he could see clearly that there was a Mitsubishi thorn on his head, which pierced into Xiao Shao's chest. The thorns were thorns very deeply, making it difficult to deal with. Jiang Ruan was bullied in the palace in his previous life and was the simplest bandage, but such wounds could not be treated.

Xiao Shao noticed her gaze and said, "I'll do it." He reached out and tried to pull out the Mitsubishi thorn, Jiang Ruan said, "If you want to die, no one will stop you, don't die in my house."

Xiao Shao was stunned. Jiang Ruan pushed her hand away and carefully wiped the blood next to the Mitsubishi thorn. She looked so terrible that Xiao Shao looked so careless. Even if the killer didn't regard his life as his life, it would be too casual. Jiang Ruan looked for a while, found an angle, reached out to hold the part of the Mitsubishi thorn left outside, hesitated slightly, and pulled it up from the side with force.

Xiao Shao groaned, and Jiang Ruan quickly picked up the handkerchief and pressed it on the wound. The blood stain instantly wet the handkerchief. Jiang Ruan asked Bai Zhi to change two basins of water. The wound was exposed and it was not possible to bandage it directly. Jiang Ruan thought for a while and asked Lian Qiao to take the needle and thread.

Lian Qiao took the needle and thread over and asked, "Why are you going to cut a wound for Prince Xiao?"

"It won't be done without sewing." Jiang Ruan looked at Xiao Shao: "Is it scary for you?"

Xiao Shao was slightly stunned, then shook his head.

"I can bear the pain." Jiang Ruan took the silver needle and passed it in the candlelight, searching for clean silk thread. Although he was a little hesitant, she still took action. She did not use Xiao Shao's skin as fabric to embroider on her head, but she embroidered it very seriously. Since she made embroidery products on the farm many years ago and handed them to Zhang Lan for money, Jiang Ruan's embroidery worker was actually outstanding, but she never had to be as solemn as before. Lian Qiao's eyes saw sweat beads oozing from Jiang Ruan's forehead, and her heart also tugged.

Xiao Shao said nothing and sutured the wound. There was no Ma Fei San. He endured the pain and did not scream. He just pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Ruan. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes became more and more like stars.

Even though Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao complained about Xiao Shao's fainting in his girl's yard, they couldn't help but admire him when he saw this. There were not many men in the world who could endure the pain, and there were even fewer people like Xiao Shao.
Chapter completed!